I do.
I found myself on the Erskine Bridge (v high) in the middle of a storm, in the middle of the night, in my socks, barely able to see I was crying so hard.
In the midst of this chaos, the realisation came that the person who was hurting me so much and had driven me to this desperate measure really wasn't worth it.
I didn't know it at the time, but it was the moment that I realised that I was worth more than I ever thought I was, and more than anyone's opinion of me.
Don't know where that came from, it's not something I've told to anyone but the closest.
Do you think some kind of dramatic event is needed to make a defining moment?
J